Let me preface anything to do with Knight Camp with this:
There is nothing in life that I've ever been more proud of than my work with Knight Camp.
It's everything special that I wish I could have done as a little boy, a teenager, and a young man. It's a collection of every single thing that I wanted to do, and usually did with friends in my parents' back yard when I was little, except there were people around who shared in the joy of the sword, and adults who made it safe and fun.
There were games, there was sword training, there were ranks to climb, battles to fight, and a deeper level of involvement for the kids who were a little older. There was a standard of behaviour that the kids not only adhered to, but a higher standard that many aspired to. I saw acts of kindness from these kids that moved me to tears on more than one occasion. I saw a spirit of comraderie, competition, and compassion that I didn't think was possible. I saw punk kids come in on Monday mornings, and well mannered; virtuous young men and women leave on Friday afternoons (usually begging their parents for another week, or to be allowed to come back next year).
I saw teenagers give up a summer of making money for the chance to pass on the joy of Knight Camp to a new group of kids.
I could swear that I saw everything that was best in life in the two months I was there.
There were days that I wanted to string a few kids (and a few of my counter parts) from the ceiling, but in the final estimation;
I've never had more pride in anything I've done.